The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

Read the latest and free novels at

I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my heart

but the worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that

how it craved for any touch, any relief, even from those

legs felt weak, my breath ragged and I knew I was losing

was too much and my mind was fogged by the

friends jeered, their taunts mingling with

one of

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

and ran his index finger on

my mouth as he inserted his finger inside it, tears burned in my

up and down his

dripped with false sympathy as

do anything to make

Lyla? Do

take it anymore, I pushed through them before he

on me, could hear mocking laughter chasing

to get away, to find

with a solid wall of

an apology on my lips but the words

was the

a mix of curiosity

was even more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an

over the room as everyone turned

and a sickening dread pooled

his signet on the third finger of his left hand and I

Lycan leader, but not

Lycan Leader of the White Moon

I realized the gravity of

my world, with the scent of

a reprimand or

the punishment for uncontrolled heat

condition is seen as a disgrace, a shame that could bring down

eyes were intense, a deep amber that seemed to

condemnation, his gaze held

up from the

okay?” He asked, his voice sending shivers through my already

against my arm and my breath

fine,” I stammered but my body

crashed over me,

against him, my vision

leader caught me, his grip was

his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating

up at him, my cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my

Time seemed to slow.

away, the whispers and the judgment fading into the background as I and the Lycan leader stood locked in this strange,

flash of something

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255